"Big! Big! Big... Oh my! What luck I have!"
"Hahaha! My luck has turned around today!"
...
When the little boy ran out, he saw three or four eunuchs huddled together, sitting among the wildflowers that Chen Zhixian had planted outside, which had already trampled over a large patch of wildflowers.
"Bad people!" The little boy ran over angrily, shouting fiercely, "Why are you bullying Godmother! This is Godmother's yard, how can you trample on the flowers and make a ruckus here without her permission!"
A soft, sweet, baby voice suddenly rang out, and the eunuchs' voices immediately stopped.
Suddenly, the courtyard fell silent, a stark contrast to the previous commotion.
The four eunuchs turned to look at the little boy at the same time, their faces extremely grim. However, the moment they saw the little boy, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, forgive my poor eyesight, but I don't know which concubine your young master's mother is...?" Steward Huang looked at the little boy with a smile and asked in a soft voice.
The little boy, with a stern face, glared at the menacingly smiling Manager Huang, pouted, and said in a cute but fierce tone, "Stop arguing! Niannian is asking you a question!"
When Zhuangyou heard the little boy's fierce remark, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The original quote was: Stop arguing! Your father is asking you a question!
This is a sentence that Prince Hengchang always says when he brings the erring Xuandi to him.
At this moment, the little boy, speaking in his soft, childish voice, earnestly imitated the tone of the Prince of Hengchang, and it actually sounded quite convincing.
Manager Huang was stunned for a moment.
Coming to his senses, Manager Huang's smile froze, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly as he looked the little baby up and down.
I really don't know him.
Looking closer, this little body looks like it belongs to a two or three-year-old.
"Heh, what can a two- or three-year-old fool understand?" Manager Xie squinted and smiled coldly, then leaned close to Manager Huang and whispered, "Brother Huang, you can just fool him casually."
Manager Huang's smile remained unchanged, still a forced one. "Oh, what are you saying, young master? You must first tell this servant which empress you are before this servant can answer you."
The little boy glared at Manager Huang, then angrily and fiercely shouted, "Bad people! Niannian heard you! You called Niannian a little fool! Niannian is going to tell Prince Brother! Tell Godfather! Tell Grandma Empress! You bullied Niannian, and you even bullied Godmother!"
Tell the Empress Dowager!
Although these eunuchs didn't know who their "godfather" was, just hearing the words "tell the Empress Dowager" was enough to make them turn pale with fright.
Manager Huang could no longer laugh and quickly said, "Young Master, please calm down! You must have misheard!"
Manager Xie, who had just called the little boy a "little fool," quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! You misheard! Who, who dares to call you a little fool!"
The baby's mouth was brimming with tears, and her little voice was filled with grievance, "Now they're saying that Niannian's hearing isn't good!"
"No, no, no!" Manager Huang almost choked on his breath and quickly waved his hands. "Young master, you've misunderstood! This servant didn't mean that! Absolutely not!"
The little dumpling pouted contentedly and hummed.
The four eunuchs simultaneously exhaled a breath of stale air, their teeth aching as they looked at the tiny, round little bundle of milk in front of them—where on earth did this little devil come from! Why is he so hard to fool!
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